at that time I was a transvestite With this gloomy weather and the lack of available friends, I decided to take a trip to a sex shop near the station, rather trendy “gay”. As always the hardest part is finding a place to park not too far away. Under my half-open parka, I only wear a denim miniskirt, a bra, a very light transparent top and fishnet stockings. High heels and my blonde wig complete my outfit. During this brief journey, only one man observed me and even followed me to the entrance of the sex shop but did not enter. When I enter it, eyes naturally turn towards me, and stay glued there. In this outfit I attract the attention of these men which makes me nervous and excited at the same time. After a little walk around to observe the place, I go towards the seller, who watches me come with a little naughty look, and asks him, loud enough for people to hear me, if he has any necklaces for submissive female dog. The salesman directs me to the BDSM section where the collars are located, then asks me to try them on. I barely hesitate. My choice is a black leather collar with a metal leash. I put on the necklace then put the chain on my shoulder. The effect is immediate, everyone, seller and customers look at me with bulging eyes. The seller then offers to keep the necklace with me for the rest of my visit. I accept with a little smile that says it all and take off the parka. So I continue my search with my dog ​​collar around my neck. I stop in front of the dildos under the eager gaze of several men. I take some, weigh them, choose some according to their size or shape, while casting a more or less discreet glance towards the group of men who are observing me attentively and without any discretion. I decide to turn them on a little more by playing with dildos, taking them in my hand or running them across my cheeks and near my lips. To finish, I choose a black dildo in the shape of a nice big cock. A quick trip to the video section, where I stop in front of the "gay" and "submission" films where one of the customers taunts me a bit by calling out to me several times "hey miss..." I return towards the counter passing between the men who, with wandering hands, take the opportunity to discreetly brush against me or caress my buttocks. I ask the seller for a tube of lubricant and access to the salon, then pay for my purchases. The fans gathered together and never took their eyes off me, clearly showing their approval and excitement. So I take the stairs and quickly find myself in the TV room. Only one man is there, at the back of the room, watching a porn film while touching his penis through his pants. The surprise is total when he sees me appear. I place my parka on a chair in the middle of the room and place my dildo on it in front of the man's amazed gaze. We didn't stay alone for long, some couldn't resist the desire to see more. With the arrival of these men, I am more and more excited and I make up my mind. I place one foot on a chair facing them, revealing the top of my thighs exposed to the edge of the fishnet stockings. I can't help but slide my dildo under my skirt and caress my little hole with it. Not having put on any panties, I quickly let out a sigh of very perceptible and unfeigned pleasure as I felt this beautiful cock gradually forcing the edge of my little ass. I appreciate this pleasure and the effect my actions have on the men around me. I turn now, allowing myself to be observed, and spread my legs wide so that my voyeurs can see what is happening under my sufficiently raised miniskirt. Slowly I position the dildo, push it gently, the black glans disappears between my buttocks, I continue to push this stake deeper, then leave it inside me for a moment while exposing my dilated anus fi ...

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